No Strings Attached
Our little wooden cottage was set up on the coast of the Summer Vacay, not very far from the sea. A walk with grandpa, enjoying the tranquility and warmth of the evening in silence forced a lot of questions in…
Nostalgia
He stares at me strangely This son of my mine He catches me smiling When there’s no reason or pantomime I’ve wondered down memory lane And can’t keep that smile away. Oh my golden youth! If only I could turn…
Goodbye To Reality
Here I am again, back to the beginning, Temporarily happy, with this torture cycle That’s never-ending. Thought things would change when I went through those days, From highs to lows, fantasy and I part ways. Why does reality remind me…
Over the hills, Along the shore.
Virescent lines drawing curves of hills I worship every time I recall her figure, Douglas firs aligned Rivet memories from our first kiss How dry cracks on her lips Touched mine, As we spooned. Hot wind mixed with salt The…
Dr. Priyanka Reddy: Another Harrowing Brutal Rape and Murder
The news about the murder of a 26-year-old Indian Vet named Priyanka Reddy is circulating the Internet. For those who are not aware, Priyanka was raped and burned in the area of Hyderabad, India on November 28. The Heavy.com reports that…
A Letter To My Old Self
Dear girl who had a shoddy past, I am hoping that we will never meet again and therefore writing this letter to talk to you, to confess, to thank you for the times you have been there for me when…
I Will Stop Loving You
When the sun doesn’t shine And dreams are no longer mine When hopes run out And volcanoes no longer shout When all the oceans become dry And you count all the stars in the sky When all the trees’…
12 Ways to Show your Partner You Care
There are hundreds of articles and websites devoted to making sure that your partner knows that you love them. However, many of these articles are filled with trite expressions of love that seem clichéd when they’re overused. To really show…
Ode to the Discarded
While sitting on the curb, I see a rusty old bolt laying on the pavement. I pick it up, turn it and feel its heft, its cold edges, My fingers now stained orange. I run fingertips over threads…
The Moment Between Impulse and Control
We step onto the roof in anticipation. Just the two of us and a bottle of wine, a cool summer breeze caressing our faces. “What now?” I ask. “We’ll just have to wait,” you say, your eyes already fixed on…
Bodies of Light by Sarah Moss
If you’re anything like me and have hundreds of books on your to-be-read pile and a mental TBR that’s even longer, then you might do what I do and try to read as widely as possible. I can have months…
Women Rights
Don’t try to introduce my skin to your skin, ‘cause such introduction doesn’t let the light to get in Don’t try to prove me as your servant while starting my talk about the equality between women and men! Don’t try…
Performance Poetry: An Interview with Rawa Majdi
You perceive one of your unique hidden talents, something that you’re extremely passionate about and really good at from within yourself, work on it in order to improve yourself and share it with somebody else who has got the exact…
Modest Fashion: An Interview with Zainab Irfan
One of the most sensitive topics in today’s world among Muslim population is fashion, after which the term “Modest Fashion” was invented and introduced by some of the most thoughtful and creative Muslim stylists, men and women. Muslim women were…
I am the war she talks about
We don’t talk about our dark days. Of all earth’s lush night plant life, you choose to call the girl with war in her mouth and bullets for dialect by a flower’s name. I am your love language with petals…
Say Her Name Also
Say her name Burned to death for speaking out Placing seeds of doubt Telling it like it is Say her name Burned alive for speaking her mind She lives among you The silenced and ostracised We decry the burning of…